I’m of low morale.
I want to have the courage to experience joy.
But to feel joy.
- I risk being blindsided by hurt.
- I risk getting caught off guard with pain.
But joy is also the source of beauty, connection, and gratitude.
Shall I sacrifice joy to feel less pain?
I choose to believe.
Each moment is not without its beauty.
Joy is in the common ordinary things.
Yesterday the marriage may have ended.
Tomorrow the cat may die.
Today that important phone call, may not come.
But just at this moment, just now.
I’m all right.
I’m breathing in and out.
In the exact now, I’m always, all right.